This is not how immortals cultivate

Chapter 420 Speaking recklessly and showing no respect for elders, a slight punishment will suffice; he should learn his lesson.

"Fairy, do you want to listen to what you're saying?"

Xiang Yuan snapped out of his shock and looked at Shang Qingmeng incredulously, extremely curious as to why those sweet, clear lips could always utter such astonishing words that others dared not even imagine.

The key is not whether others dare to think it, but that Shang Qingmeng dares to say it!

Xiang Yuan was completely dumbfounded, her shocked expression as if she had witnessed the deep sisterly bond between the White Palace Master and the Door-Crack Sword Master, the Broken Boat's determination to rise above its circumstances and dominate the world, and the collective repentance of the Original Heart Sect...

The shock was indescribable; my worldview was completely shattered.

"Of course I know what I'm saying, the key question is whether you know it or not!"

Shang Qingmeng narrowed her eyes slightly: "Don't think I don't know. You clearly know that Master covets the blood medicine and wants to keep you in the Sword Heart Pavilion for himself. This is what Master said himself. You and I both heard it clearly at the time."

Zi Ping: (ω)
I haven't heard of this before, so please explain this part in detail.

Damn it, when did Jianxinzhai become like this? Tell me quickly so Aping can criticize it!
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Zi Ping faced the wall like a pine tree, trying her best to downplay her own presence. The more she listened, the more energetic she became, but the more uncomfortable she felt. She felt like ants were crawling on her body and wished she could drag Xiang Yuan aside and make him confess honestly.

As long as you make things clear, A-Ping will cooperate fully with your performance from now on. No matter what kind of trap it is, A-Ping will never resist.

Also, it turns out that Master also craves the great medicine. If that's the case, then she has nothing to be ashamed of.

Even those in the highest realms are craving it, so what's wrong with me, a Grandmaster, wanting to improve?
Shang Qingmeng continued, "You knew perfectly well that throwing a meat bun to a dog meant it would never come back, yet you still wanted to meet with Master. Clearly, you were prepared to be detained by Master. If I'm not mistaken, you even prepared a reason for Master. If I ask later, you'll say that Master insisted, and you had no choice but to comply. Tsk tsk, you'll act all wronged!"

"Fairy, is it possible that I'm seeking out the Sword Master for cultivation purposes?"

"Yes, that's the reason!"

Shang Qingmeng sneered repeatedly: "As far as Master is concerned, if cultivators in the Upper Three Realms want to advance their cultivation further, they need great opportunities and great fortune. Obtaining this great medicine of yours is for the purpose of cultivation."

Xiang Yuan was speechless upon hearing this and immediately covered Shang Qingmeng's chattering mouth: "Stop talking. If the Sword Master hears you spreading rumors and framing people like this, it won't be good."

Don't cover Senior Sister's mouth. Let her speak. Jianxinzhai is a prestigious and righteous sect. There's nothing she can't say!
Zi Ping's eyes lit up. Hearing such a bombshell, she felt like she was floating on clouds, feeling that her life had been worthwhile.

Although it's wrong to openly listen to the senior sister gossiping about the master behind his back, and I should stand up and stop her, the senior sister is so strong that I can't beat her at all. Besides, she has suffered so much injustice before. If I stop her now... wouldn't all the injustice she suffered before be for nothing?
Consider this melon as compensation for her!

Shang Qingmeng slapped Xiang Yuan's hand away: "Master isn't that bored, he wouldn't eavesdrop."

"It's hard to say..."

Xiang Yuan's eyes twitched: "Think about it, if, and I mean if, the Sword Master really does steal his disciple's treasure as the Fairy said, he'd be shameless enough to eavesdrop, what's wrong with that?"

They might have even peeked!

Thinking of this, Xiang Yuan tightened the blanket around himself, feeling that not only by the wall, but also under the bed, someone was watching the live broadcast.

What a shame!

Upon hearing this, Shang Qingmeng still sneered: "Stop looking down on me. Master acts with integrity and honesty. He did it, and he would never deny it, much less eavesdrop."

"So, since you admire your master so much, why are you worried that she will take your things?" Xiang Yuan was speechless, unable to tell whether Shang Qingmeng was a rebellious disciple or a filial son.

Are there any conflicts between these two?

"In normal logical thinking, contradictions exist..."

Xiang Yuanxin was exhausted and shook his head, saying, "Let's leave this topic here. It's disrespectful to the Sword Master, so we can't talk about it anymore."

"I'm going to say it! I'm going to say it!"

"Stop it."

Xiang Yuan patted my head like he was coaxing a child, then lowered his voice and said, "Look, you've said so many bad things about the Sword Master. If she really was eavesdropping, that gives her another reason to detain me. The Sword Master didn't detain me for her own cultivation, but to teach you a lesson for your insolence, and that's why she detained me as your master..."

"Fairy, you don't want the Sword Master to have a legitimate handle against me because of your loose tongue, do you?"

If you don't want to talk, then shut up. You may not be afraid, but I am!

Shang Qingmeng was taken aback by what she heard. There was some truth to it, but looking at Xiang Yuan's lecturing face, she said unconvinced, "No matter what you say, I will not let you see Master on this trip. I will have A Ping send you down the mountain later."

As soon as the words were spoken, the space around the two of them suddenly distorted.

Zi Ping shuddered, turned around in astonishment, and saw a pale white hand reach out from the void, gently pushing Shang Qingmeng aside and grabbing Xiang Yuan... Since there was nowhere to start, it simply shifted space and swallowed him whole with a roar.

Xiang Yuan: (д⊙)
It feels so familiar, like I've experienced the same thing before. But where is it? It's so hard to guess!

Shang Qingmeng: ==(д)
Master was really eavesdropping!

Zi Ping: ()
So exciting!
The distorted space came and went in a flash, giving no time to react, leaving only a vague and chilling sentence echoing in the room.

"He spoke arrogantly and showed no respect for his elders. He should be given a slight punishment and should learn from his mistakes."

"..." x2
Inside the room, Zi Ping swallowed carefully, staring at Shang Qingmeng. Seeing that her senior sister seemed rather helpless, she reminded her, "Senior sister, what are you standing there for? Hurry up and go get them! That shameless Xiang guy will give in if we're too late."

"Then what are you standing there for? Come and help me change!"

"..."

Senior Sister, if you speak like that, you will not only lose A-Ping, but you will also see A-Ping siding with Master.

Zi Ping was secretly laughing to death. She lowered her head and stepped forward to help Shang Qingmeng change her clothes, saying that she had also enjoyed the pleasures of the Great Medicine, and that she was on her senior sister's side today, offering some encouragement.

Physically speaking, forget it. This melon is too big to get too close to; it's safer to look from the side.

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Sword Pillar Forbidden Land, Small Paradise.

As for Sword Master Su Ran, she originally didn't plan to kidnap Xiang Yuan, but after listening to what those two scoundrels were saying, they actually slandered her behind her back, made up a bunch of excuses for her, and even made a lot of false accusations against her.

If you don't discipline them for three days, they'll be climbing on the roof and tearing off the tiles!

The more Su Ran Sword Master thought about it, the angrier he became. Unable to bear it any longer, he waved his hand and retrieved the medicine from a distance.

Seeing that it was covered in filth, it rolled its eyes in disgust and threw it into the spiritual spring below to rinse it.

thump!
As Xiang Yuan fell into the water, he remarked that the Sword Master of the Door Crack was much more brutal than the White House Master; at least the latter wouldn't toss him around like a washing machine.

A moment later, Xiang Yuan lay on the edge of the platform, looked up and saw the Sword Master's lowered gaze through the crack in the door. He opened his mouth dryly and said, "Sword Master, please allow me to put on some clothes, lest I offend your discerning eyes."

"Hehe, it's not like I haven't seen it before."

"..."

Indeed, this wasn't the first time Su Ran Sword Master had witnessed Xiang Yuan and Shang Qingmeng's live broadcast. Right here, she had personally thrown Xiang Yuan and Shang Qingmeng into the bottom of the pool.

You have no sense of shame, but I do!

Xiang Yuan took out a black Taoist robe and put it on, suspecting that the Sword Master of the Door Fence, like Shang Qingmeng, had practiced the method of severing the seven emotions and six desires, and had also cut off his sense of shame.

The nickname "Sword Master Through the Door" is the most compelling evidence that he doesn't feel embarrassed at all when looking at people through a crack in the door.

Xiang Yuan emerged from the water, dripping wet, and sat cross-legged in mid-air opposite the Sword Master Su Ran. He didn't know where to begin, but finally said cautiously, "Sword Master, what Fairy Shang said was just in anger. Actually, she admires you very much. Please don't hold a grudge against her."

"What, do you really think I'd go along with it and use the excuse of disciplining my disciple to detain you?" Sword Master Su Ran asked with a half-smile, looking at Yuan to see how he would answer.

If you can't answer well, don't blame her for going along with it; it's Xiang Yuan's poor communication skills that annoyed her.

"Sword Venerable is joking. Who in the Qianyuan Realm doesn't know that Sword Venerable Su Ran is magnanimous and has a calm demeanor? My admiration for you is like a spring, flowing endlessly and unstoppable. I don't believe, nor do I want to believe, that you would hold a grudge against Fairy Shang's angry words," Xiang Yuan said with a face full of admiration.

That's pretty much it!
Upon hearing this, Sword Master Su Ran was pleased, his face still bearing a half-smile, his gaze involuntarily lingering on Xiang Yuan's carotid artery: "What a silver tongue you have, no wonder you were able to win over my two disciples."

This is somewhat unfair to Xiang Yuan. He never proactively said sweet nothings to Shang Qingmeng, and even if he did, it was due to the circumstances at the time. Shang Qingmeng was completely unsuspecting; before Xiang Yuan even exerted any effort, she had already maxed out the progress bar herself. If he hadn't been so chaste and strictly controlled the degree of intimacy, the progress bar would have been completely full by now.

Zi Ping's talk is utter nonsense. They're practically brothers. If Xiang Yuan dares to say he likes someone, Zi Ping would laugh herself to death.

Xiang Yuan inwardly complained, noticing the restless thoughts of Sword Venerable Su Ran, and took a deep breath and said, "Sword Venerable, stop looking. I know your cultivation is not easy. If it's for your cultivation, just say so. I can help with this small favor."

"No need!"

Sword Master Su Ran withdrew his gaze, closed his eyes, and said, "I summoned you here to teach my worthless disciple a lesson, nothing more."

Keep it up!
Xiang Yuan nodded secretly and said, "Sword Master, I have come here with a request. I am new to Sword Heart Abode, and I fought alongside you to repel the extraterrestrial demons..."

Xiang Yuan explained that when he was borrowed by Sword Master Su Ran, his body was projected into his inner world, which was subject to birth and death, and he gained a lot. Now, his inner world has changed, and he doesn't understand why. He came to ask Sword Master Su Ran for guidance, hoping that he could find a way to answer his questions.

Bai Wuyan made it clear that Sword Venerable Su Ran knew this method, but Xiang Yuan could not say it outright, otherwise he would never be able to leave Sword Heart Pavilion in this lifetime. She changed to a more tactful way of saying that Sword Venerable Su Ran knew the cultivation method of the small world.

Upon hearing this, Sword Master Su Ran was slightly taken aback, and frowned as he looked at Xiang Yuan: "You possess the Heavenly Emperor's Dao Seed, and you do indeed have the possibility of forging a world yourself. However, such an opportunity is hard to come by. Are you sure you are not just spouting nonsense and deceiving me?"

"Whether it is or not, the Sword Master will know at a glance."

"..."

Silly boy, do you know that the mental fortitude of the three realms is not as profound as you imagine? You are testing me!
With a wave of his hand, Su Ran Sword Master placed Xiang Yuan on the high platform in front of him. His fingertips precisely gripped the pulse point on Xiang Yuan's wrist. His eyes were closed, and his long eyelashes cast an unreadable shadow.

Xiang Yuan felt a stream of energy, seemingly true essence but even more advanced, seeping into his meridians, flowing through his limbs and bones, passing through his chest and abdomen, circulating through his major and minor acupoints, and then penetrating deep into his internal organs, examining them one by one.

"Gudu!"

Su Ran Sword Master subconsciously swallowed, noticing Xiang Yuan's wrist twitch, his five fingers clenched, displaying the imposing aura of the Upper Three Realms, telling Xiang Yuan not to shy away from seeking medical help.

What bad intentions could a doctor possibly have? You're overthinking it!
After examining him for a moment, Sword Master Su Ran opened his eyes. Feeling that his gaze was too intimidating, he squinted and said, "I can't really tell anything by taking his pulse. Don't move around. I'll take some blood and study it further."

After saying that, without waiting for Xiang Yuan's reply, he hurriedly raised a large area of ​​veins and blood vessels, which spread up Xiang Yuan's arm and covered his entire arm and neck.

Gurgling!

Tons, tons, tons!
Xiang Yuan: (ω`)
Such a powerful suction! Sword Master, you must be really hungry.

Su Ran Sword Master stopped pretending and seized the opportunity to plunder blood, having his fill of it. He then realized that the blood medicine was difficult to tame and looked longingly at Xiang Yuan.

Um, if it's not too much trouble, could you lend a hand?
Sword Master Su Ran couldn't bring himself to say such shameless things. With a solemn expression, he said, "Xiang Yuan, your condition is very serious. I took some blood medicine to try to study it, but it is arrogant, fierce, and stubborn. I can't refine it and therefore can't see the truth. You should quickly circulate your energy to help me refine it so that I can determine your condition."

It's all for your own good!
Xiang Yuan looked disgusted and didn't tolerate Su Ran Sword Master. After the blood medicine in his body was drained, he stopped producing blood and just stared at the other party with a bloodless face.

(乛乛)(一一;)
That's enough. How old are you? Stop pretending to be innocent and naive. Even someone from a respectable family like the White House wouldn't act like that.

Forced back by Xiang Yuan's righteous gaze, Su Ran Sword Master turned to the side, reluctantly putting away his straw, inwardly blaming Xiang Yuan for being tactless. "If you don't help me refine it, how can I analyze your condition? And if I can't analyze it, how can I treat you?"

Do you really think I'm after your little bit of blood medicine?
Really fragrant!

Sword Master Su Ran was still somewhat unsatisfied. Seeing that Xiang Yuan's complexion was beginning to turn rosy, and faintly smelling the fragrant blood aura emanating from him, his straw, out of his sleeve, came out again, seemingly out of control.

"Sword Master!"

"..."

Su Ran Sword Master's eye twitched, and he forcibly suppressed the straw that had started moving. Feeling embarrassed, he cursed his body for being so useless.

But this can't be blamed on her. Others who obtain Xiang Yuan's blood medicine will achieve twice the results with half the effort in their cultivation. Her inheritance is similar to Xiang Yuan's, so the effects of obtaining the blood medicine for her are far more than just achieving twice the results with half the effort.

A great opportunity, a great destiny!

Suddenly, Sword Master Su Ran seemed to realize something. Suppressing his restless thoughts, he said directly, "Tell me the truth, is Bai Wuyan of the Peerless Palace aware of the medicinal power you possess?"

"Does Sword Master think that I, Xiang Yuan, would speak carelessly about such a thing?" Xiang Yuan said quietly, without giving a direct answer.

Right!

Su Ran Sword Master nodded in deep agreement. She already had her own ideas, let alone Bai Wuyan, whose moral character was questionable. The latter hadn't kept Xiang Yuan in Wushuang Palace as a furnace, so she must have never tasted it.

Anyone who has tasted it will never leave the Peerless Palace.

What? She just said it herself: the man surnamed Xiang is engaged to Bai Wuyan's disciple, and Bai Wuyan wouldn't steal her disciple's things?

I already said that, but it doesn't work now!

Su Ran Sword Master was glad that Bai Wuyan hadn't experienced it. While he had seized the initiative, he was also quite conflicted. In terms of character, she had actually been outshone by that lowly maid, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

"No, this lowly servant hasn't tasted it. If she had... she's stupid, foolish, and despicable, far inferior to me."

Su Ran Sword Master nodded secretly. The lowly maid of Wushuang Palace was of questionable character and far less noble than her.

And it's understandable that she has ideas, after all, it really smells good.

Xiang Yuan listened to Su Ran Sword Master's mutterings with a blank expression, looking into the distance, pretending not to hear anything.

Su Ranjian, respecting the moral high ground and forcibly maintaining his composure, felt much better and said to Xiang Yuan, "Do you know why the Heavenly Emperor is so powerful and why he is invincible?"

The Heavenly Emperor may have lost, but he is not invincible!
Xiang Yuan thought to himself, knowing that Su Ran Sword Master was getting to the point, he decisively abandoned the parallel bars and shook his head to indicate that he did not know.

"The Heavenly Emperor was born alongside a world, and was born as the supreme ruler of a realm. He was born with the authority of the Heavenly Emperor, and his power was like the Heavenly Dao, residing high in the nine heavens, and none could defy him."

Su Ran Sword Master slowly said, "The Heavenly Emperor's power comes from the world he is born with. The small world in your body can be regarded as the prototype of a world. I also have a small world in my body. I control it with the Dao Sword Realm, turning the illusory into the real. With a thought, all laws can be formed."

Su Ran Sword Master explained that although both are at the Dao Sword Realm, Shang Qingmeng faces significant limitations, while Su Ran Sword Master can easily control hers.

These words touched upon the fundamentals of Su Ran Sword Venerable's cultivation. She spoke only briefly, unwilling to elaborate further, and then said, "As I mentioned before, you possess the Heavenly Emperor's Dao Seed, and there is some affinity between us. It is not impossible for me to impart this method, but..."

Halfway through his sentence, Sword Master Su Ran stopped, looking troubled, and said that the Dao should not be easily passed on.

It's not that we're unwilling, but that we can't.

"I am willing to donate blood medicine, and I hope that Sword Master will not find it offensive," Xiang Yuan said tactfully.

You said it yourself; you insisted on it. I didn't force you.

Sword Master Su Ran nodded solemnly, perhaps worried that Xiang Yuan would regret it, and did not refuse even once. She stared at Xiang Yuan and said, "I do not have the Heavenly Emperor's Dao Seed in my body. My cultivation of the Heavenly Emperor's inheritance comes from another destiny. If you do not perish after obtaining this method, your future achievements will surely surpass mine."

"There's one thing you need to think about clearly: the Heavenly Emperor's Dao Seed originally had nothing to do with you. Suddenly you've gained so many opportunities, and you've already become a pawn in a scheme. If you go any further, you'll attract even more attention. It's not too late to turn back now."

No, there are too many investors, it's too late!

Xiang Yuan has too many creditors, and he has long understood the reasons behind it. Because the problem is so big, he is not worried at all and is willing to enjoy the present. He is willing to further study the Heavenly Emperor's inheritance based on the Heavenly Emperor's Dao Seed.

Seeing his audacity, Sword Master Su Ran gave him a second look and pointed at Xiang Yuan's forehead with his sword: "I will only do it once. How much you can learn depends on your fate."

……

Outside the small grotto, in the forbidden area of ​​the sword pillar, a loud knocking sound echoed at the door.

Seeing Shang Qingmeng pounding on the door but unable to enter, Zi Ping chuckled inwardly, but her face showed worry. She took two steps back and silently cheered on her senior sister.

Why are you speaking so softly, Senior Sister? Aren't you full?
"Master, please let me in!"

Unable to find a way in, Shang Qingmeng imagined the scene inside the small cave, feeling angry, annoyed, wronged, and especially guilty. She felt like the little pearl was about to fall down, so she pounded on the door harder.

If you're so capable of stealing a man, then you're so capable of opening the door!

What kind of master is this, stealing his disciple's things? How could you be so shameless? Even the Peerless Palace wouldn't do such a thing!
How can they still mock Wushuang Palace now? They've already lost!

(End of this chapter)